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About Cologne

We swears! Surprised me once, this one bird—classy, y’know? High heels, talkin’ posh, not yer usual slag. “I’m alive,” she says, like she’s proud, echoin’ Polanski’s man. Got me thinkin’—they’re fighters, ain’t they? Dodgin’ pimps, punters, the law. Me head spins—why’s it gotta be so rough? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts sometimes, slippin’ through cracks. We swears! Funniest bit? Bloke I knew paid double for a cuddle—soft sod! “Help me,” he begs her, like Szpilman to his piano. Pathetic, hilarious—made me cackle!

Prostitute protection

On July 1, , the Prostitute Protection Act (ProstSchG) came into force. Since then, persons engaged in sex work in Germany are obliged to register their activity with the responsible Missing: Bramsche.

Bramsche's streets are like puzzle pieces – ya got Hauptstraße, which is busy af, lined with cafes, quirky shops, and pubs where I sometimes spill my sexology wisdom with a side of cheeky banter. Man, that street? One million dollars, baby! Then there's Lindenweg – a hidden gem where the old trees whisper secrets and, yeah, sometimes wild and mad lovin’ vibes.

Designers appointed as plans to rejuvenate Bramsche Square in Todmorden move forward